New Adventures, New Beginnings: Don't Rain on my Parade

So, some good and bad came out of today. First, as everyone is America knows thanks to our fast working journalists, an earthquake hit Virginia and almost all of the East Coast. The epicenter was thirty miles north of Richmond, in a town called Mineral. I was in the cafeteria with my friend getting something to drink when I felt the ground shake. Then, the cups next to the drink machine started shaking. I paused, confused for a minute, and I thought that it was a big truck or a train going by. The possibility that it might have been an earthquake did cross my mind, but I dismissed it. Earthquakes did not happen in Virginia to my knowledge, except for once when I was younger, but it was small one.
Everyone in the cafeteria became rowdy, trying to figure out what that shaking was. A few minutes later, everyone's cell phones showed no service. My cell was going in and out, letting me send text messages at one minute, but not the next.
My friend and I sat down with our food near the TV, which was on the news. Sure enough, a 5.9 earthquake had hit Virginia. What suprised me though was that it was felt all the way in D.C., Ohio, Detroit, New York, Martha's Vineyard, Toronto, and other states I can't remember. So the thought that I had earlier was right. It was scary. I texted my family members to see if they were ok and, thankfully, they were. I did appreciate all of the texts that I recieved asking if I was ok.

On a lighter note: I got Wes Moore's autograph!! I was so close to not being able to get it, but I got it. First, the convocation (on his book, where he was supposed to be the guest speaker) was canceled because of building inspections after the earthquake. However, the block party where he scheduled to sign our copies of his books was still on. That I did not want to miss. I had planned to go with my friend, but she had to leave to go somewhere with her Dad, so I went by myself. Yep, that means I rode the bus to and from the Monroe Park campus all by myself and I made it back in one piece :)
Anyway, I had waited in line (which only consisted of like 20 something people) for only like three minutes when Wes Moore's bodyguard (I think that's who he was) said that he had to cut the line short because Mr. Moore had somewhere to go and that he will be back sometime this year.
I was not having that. I did not ride the icky bus just to get turned away. I went up there anyway.
Apparently, the other students had the same idea I did. We all crowded around Mr.Moore, holding out our books and taking pictures. He was nice enough to take every picture and signed all of our books and he even thanked us for supporting and reading his book.